| 26 Aug 2008 11:50 pm |
SHUFFLEZ Guest | Yeah Im back up in this motherfucker
For the 9 whatever the fuck
You know I ain’t dead yet
I’m with my real loc niggas
I was a dead man, walking they say, so every night I hit the gates
Loc’ed up ak and post up, in the window till come day, anyway hey
I feel the pay, back simmering in my brain
But thought to death cloud my mind
As my niggas is gone away many clips and 24 riches, packed
but who really got my back
Fade now that them niggas hit the grave
I’m killing them off for the olds days
24 ways and a 24 sack of that purple cush and make me sicker
than sick and even get Ripgut Cannibal if you wish
cause nigga it’s EBK everyday all day to the day I die
I’m creepin through yo set with a mini mac 10
AR15 rugga with a 12 guage pump in the trunk
and a black beany disguise
That nigga that you can’t see glocks and locs
over my eyes crept like a black cat with a mac
with a mac 10 in my lap with fat sack of that crack
took a hit of that shit and seen some niggas with a 4-5
So I let 'em have it bounce to the O you know trippin
on that Indonesian shit and a 9 millimeter for you to dump
and put one in your bitch and put her in her grave
with that empty 40 ounce bottle and don’t leave a drip
then bounce to that ounce
with a lack and a mac and a fat pack shit
I’m sicker than sick you niggas gotta admit when I
grab my shit you either gone or get caught with a hot one | |
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| 27 Aug 2008 12:12 am |
Entree Rep: 0 Joined: 27 Aug 2008 Posts: 1 OFFLINE | Siccmade music comin up out yo seat
Catch the reeper night crawler creeper
Dig a ditch get a bitch nigga dig a ditch deeper
I’ma take yo head with this street sweeper
Leave yo brains on yo speaker
Smash off in yo jeep
Do the bitches i’ma get real hostle
Get the signal model in stroddle
Smash down on the throddle
More scratch than lucky luciano
Serve more mutha fuckas than gronnup
Creep up on ya like dunnup
Send on to ya forehead and then like they said i fled
Cause i’m the type of nigga that’ll leave a horse head in ya bed
Take ya wife rape her no caper
Tie the bitch to the bed
Don’t push me cause i’m close to the edge
Real lunatic and sicc-fed
And thats some sentimental shit
I just might drip cream from my dick
When i’m off that
Smirnoff gin mix with o.e. i’m hard and wet
O.e. kept tellin' me no
But this smirnoff gin kept tellin' me yes
Mess maker raper
All about my paper
Throw yo hands over yo eyes
As yo thoughts intensify yo will | |
| 05 Sep 2008 01:05 pm |
blingy Guest | tyz bak wiv a hit
am a spit
on ur face
am put ya in discrace
i will rip
ur lip
if ya gettin coky wiv me
cuz ma skwl gtc n am brought up from l play k
am ride 2 ma death 2 do rap dat way
4 eva am a be a stight up gangsta
homie am a misiel i brake everfing u got in dat chamber
i drive on ma hatez
killin em lyk a beast
they keep tlkin shit tht y they call me | |
| 05 Sep 2008 07:05 pm |
noneed4weakassname Guest | fuck yiu and ya platinum chain id rather rip out your intestines and wear it on my neck just the same makin a charm outta ya brain n havin the gall 2 give it away 2 ya moms n pops in a box marked remains
yeah im wikid but that shits stolen from twiztid just incase ya missed it | |
| 08 Sep 2008 01:28 pm |
da nigga Guest | fresh outta jail out on bail bradford dreamin soon as i step on the scene im hearin hoochies screamin | |
| 08 Sep 2008 01:34 pm |
da nigga Guest | snake baby white slim shady hotter than ten
twin babies when i go into a craze
im smoking that purple haze
i dosnt amaze people
just da nigga with no figga | |
| 08 Sep 2008 05:46 pm |
Swift Guest | yo
dis is swift
wen i spit y’all fakes get held on mute
afta i blare ma shit i’l be sparkin a fat zute
cuz blud, ma lyrics r as pure as gold
wen i get on da mic your like ive got u in continuois hold
ma ryhmes you’ll remember all your life
cuz i cut through da crowd like a stanley knife
on da mic i neva chat lies
cuz it will b me y’all despise
got ma game on da prize
ma prize is make ma ryhmes taunting or make ma ryhmes evenly haunting | |
| 08 Sep 2008 07:52 pm |
UBER 1337 Poster Rep: 18  Joined: 17 Jul 2008 Posts: 1,651 OFFLINE | ay yall why dont yall post ur shit on the home of freestyle battles etc. i mean thats where the most posts in the rap thing goes i mean come on? learn how to rap? no one can teach u how to rap and plus all that every1 does on this topic is rap which does teach any1 to rap anyway btw ---
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| 09 Sep 2008 12:06 pm |
SwIfT-D Guest | wat site is it on
im swift by da way | |
| 09 Sep 2008 01:10 pm |
SwIfT-D Guest | where i live life is hardly progressin
every manz waitin 4 da 1st kid to test him
ma life u know your fam but dnt know ya friends
not even sfe in your own endz
ma endz theres hardly debates
theres always a fight from diffrent estates
slough brap brap
sfe
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| 09 Sep 2008 01:14 pm |
bestMAN Guest | who want 2 ave a online crw batle every1 mak a crw | |
| 09 Sep 2008 01:18 pm |
Swift-D Guest | u mad bludd
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| 10 Sep 2008 12:43 am |
Entree Rep: 0 Joined: 09 Sep 2008 Posts: 1 OFFLINE | man i aint the shit but i stay fit
im back with a brand new rap
yo yo yo
i spit rymes one word at a time im so ill so sick i need pills so cold that i need to chill i am going against my will i take my time with every line so i could make em fine thinking with my mind trying to find something that use to be mine but nothin i got nothing but now i have something i stay fly no lie i can almost touch the sky i am rare like a girl with no hair well thats my rap i know it was crap but gimmy props i aint black | |
| 10 Sep 2008 11:30 am |
Swift-D Guest | any one wanna clash | |
| 10 Sep 2008 12:03 pm |
RAZE Guest | yo yo
im just got out of jail
check it
ima killar
drug dealer
wid a 9 milla
peaple dat aint sensible
start and ya face will b dentful | |
| 10 Sep 2008 12:12 pm |
THE DON OF LYRICS Guest | il clash u swify
you r gay you dad fucks u every day
you reply and den ill battle u | |
| 10 Sep 2008 02:40 pm |
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| 11 Sep 2008 06:41 am |
MC GOLD Guest | wit rap it doesnt matter if your black or white in fact rappen bout that just might make your ass crack wide dont ask back “why?“Im a fast track guy meeting bitches off the internet that arnt that shy your harmless like you cant give a fly half a black eye Im the type of guy that should be your leader call meeda rhyme master cos I rhymed rite past ya Im known better for my metaphores than Italians with pasta
all ya need is laughter to get this party started my lyrics are high class while yours sound like you just farted my rhymes are tighty crafted with precision so if you wanna rap against me go ahead its ur decision in this rythem and poetry “is it him?" yeah you know its me Im terratorial for real im doin it properly there aint no stoppen me lyrically Im gonna cause alla-yall-a a catasrophy those words you tried to spit at me was barely blasphemy but watch as MC Gold takes control with full authority and leaves you deep in a hole called poverty. | |
| 11 Sep 2008 09:17 am |
H8er Guest | yo u suck cock like u suck pipes of hot rocks | |
| 11 Sep 2008 05:47 pm |
UBER 1337 Poster Rep: 18  Joined: 17 Jul 2008 Posts: 1,651 OFFLINE | RAZE wrote:
yo yo
im just got out of jail
check it
ima killar
drug dealer
wid a 9 milla
peaple dat aint sensible
start and ya face will b dentful
Just got outta jail u mean detention?// cause thats how hard u r u think cool cause u dont listen// im the substitute teacher put u in the position for submission// Bust ur face wide open against the urenal while ur still pissin// Killer was it that?// u biggest thing uve ever killed was an ant// Kyree will str8 smash ur set// Gettin on this site was a sign of disrespect// U need to check ur lines before u expect any respect// U aint met no guidelines u aint difficult// U rated E cause ur game is a str8 insult// ---
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